Chapter 94 An accident during the journey (please vote for the 10,000-word chapter at the end of the month)

Is Tokugawa Ritora coming to Hokkaido on business?

In the Hoshino Resorts Hotel, Higashinohara's first reaction when he heard the news was: Is there something going on in Hokkaido recently?

But when he thought that the other party held a high position and had often traveled around Kyoto, Osaka, and Nagoya when he was in New Tokyo, he felt relieved. He smiled and rubbed Nishimaru Miria's little head to express that there was no problem.

It's not a big deal to meet up.

"Good morning, Higashino-san."

"Good morning."

But when we were having breakfast in the hotel cafeteria, for some reason, many girls from the same class and even the class next door greeted Higashinohara very naturally and shyly when they met.

what's the situation?

Higashinohara will not deceive himself. He clearly knows whether his appearance condition in this life is good or not. It seems a bit modest to say so.

It should be quite outstanding, and it is understandable that it will attract bees and butterflies.

But before that, although the girls around him occasionally glanced at Higashinohara, there were not many cases where he took the initiative to say hello shyly like today.

Higashino didn't know that not saying hello before was a girl's reserve, and casually greeting strange boys would give people a feeling of frivolity.

But when he encountered an incident at the ski resort yesterday afternoon, so many girls gathered around to help him stand up. Although some talked and many didn't say anything, the girls felt that everyone had "shared weal and woe" together.

Naturally, we have become a little closer and no longer unfamiliar.

Without that layer of psychological barriers, you don't just have to say hello when you meet.

Although I don’t expect anything to happen when I say hello, the handsome smile that the latter politely responds to is as handsome as the warm winter sun. Just looking at it can make my mood happy all day long.

The seating for breakfast was random. Higashinohara sat by the window with a plate in his hands, and Nishimaru Miria sat opposite him, taking small bites of the children's set meal.

After a while, Yuuto Aida who was upstairs was also carrying a dinner plate, moved a chair over and sat in the aisle. The morning sun reflected the white snow through the window, giving people a feeling of clearness between heaven and earth.

At this time, the morning news started playing on the Hokkaido local station on the LCD screen in front of the cafeteria.

"The following is a piece of news about the villages on the outskirts of Tarkov Fort, the capital of Shayash."

When the female anchor said this, she paused, and a set of photos of the scene appeared on the screen. Gun smoke filled the air, and the ruins were charred and messy.

At this time, the voice-over from the TV with a somewhat sad and indignant tone came into my ears.

"According to the latest reports from our frontline reporters, the recently announced disintegration of the Grand Principality of Sayash is in constant internal turmoil. A village was attacked by an unidentified celestial team. The property in the village was plundered, and the old, weak, women and children were massacred."

Seeing this news, many students of Takehara Minami Academy in the cafeteria were stunned. Although vicious terrorist incidents have occurred in Wano Country, they have never been so rampant and serious.

However, everyone present had just experienced a terrorist attack on the school during the Ice and Snow Festival not long ago, so they were all a little frightened. For a while, everyone couldn't help but started talking in low voices.

Some people are angry at those unscrupulous massacrers, while others lament that they are lucky not to be born in a country full of turmoil and chaos.

Higashinohara listened to the discussions in his ears. Apart from feeling the fragility of life, he didn't have much emotion in his heart. In his opinion, the Wano Country in this world was not much better.

After breakfast, monitor Yuka Hamada took the roll call with her cell phone as usual.

After all the people from the two classes gathered, the group took the shuttle bus to Chaoli Railway Station according to today's schedule and took the local train to Otaru.

As the name suggests, a slow train is a relatively slow train.

This kind of train stops at many stations along the way. It stops when it sees a station, so the speed is naturally not very fast. However, it is very suitable for tourists who are out for sightseeing. It is affectionately called "stop fun".

Chaoli is a small village near the sea, somewhat similar to Higashinohara's hometown, Xiaoqingshui Town, Shari County.

The small houses on the beach were all colorful and had a fairytale feel that amazed children like Nishimaru Miria. After entering the station, they took a brief rest and got on the train on the platform.

Following the train announcer's prompt in his ear, the platform outside the window moved backwards like rewind. Higashinohara plugged in his earphones, and the colorful low-rise buildings on the roadside flashed quickly in front of his eyes.

Miria Nishimaru sat quietly across from him. The little girl was holding a colorful fairy tale book in her hand called "The Ranking of Kings". I heard that it has been very popular recently and tells the story of a little prince.

She was looking attentively, with the light golden bangs on her forehead swaying slightly, and the clear morning light outside the car window shining on the side of Higashinohara's face, giving people an inexplicable feeling of ease and laziness.

But this atmosphere did not last long.

After a while, they were interrupted by several boys wearing uniforms from a school in Sapporo sitting on the seat across the aisle from their carriage.

It was a row of four seats facing each other, with a small folding table in the middle for placing miscellaneous items.

Among the two people sitting next to each other, the short boy with a scar on his forehead suddenly grabbed the hair on the back of the head of the tall man next to him with eyes, pressed it unceremoniously on the small table, and pulled out a piece of hair from somewhere.

The iron piece gently slapped the other person's nervous side face.

"I remember I said that I asked you to bring some money for this school trip, right? But look at you, you didn't listen to what I said at all. Five thousand yen. What do you mean? Do you look down on me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really don't have any money. Yesterday, my sister found out that I stole money and told my mother. All the money at home has been hidden. I'm sorry, I really can't find it."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't always say you're sorry. It makes it seem like I'm bullying you."

The two boys sitting opposite each other, who looked like they were from the same school, were laughing and pointing, and chiming in from time to time. The three of the four were obviously a small group.

This kind of slow train is very noisy during the journey. Everyone in the carriage is chatting, especially there are more girls in their carriage. In the noise, no one notices what is happening here.

Bullying among classmates?

Higashinohara looked thoughtful.

This scene couldn't help but remind him of the trio of bad guys Hikari Saaki in his class. It was a pity that he and his two younger brothers didn't participate in the school trip this time, otherwise they would have been able to compete with the three people in front of him.

However, although Higashinohara claimed to be "justice driven by interest", the scene in front of him was obviously not within the reach of his justice. He shook his head and continued to close his eyes and fall asleep without caring too much.

He is not a student of this school, and it is impossible to eradicate criminals like criminals. Even if the chance encounter during the trip is dealt with once, the boy will only suffer intensified revenge after leaving.

Fortunately, that group of people didn't seem to be going too far.

Seeing that there was no money to be made, he soon became quiet.

Higashinohara squinted his eyes in the sunshine, and shook his head at Nishimaru Miria, who was sitting next to him with his little head tilted and peeking from behind the fairy tale book. The latter nodded his head sensibly and looked back.

Seeing that there was nothing going on, he immersed his consciousness in the "Guilty Manual" and continued "sword training in the skull" to improve his proficiency in the two-sword style of Kodachi.

Now he has reached the advanced level 30/100. Although he is still far away from becoming a master, it cannot be achieved overnight. He still has to work hard bit by bit.

Next to her, Miria Nishimaru saw Higashinohara taking a nap with her eyes closed. It was cold in Hokkaido. She gently took out a small blanket from her backpack and covered Higashinohara's legs. She had a small face when she found that Higashinohara was not disturbed.

With a sweet smile on her face, she lowered her head and continued reading her storybook.

Unknowingly, forty minutes passed and it was almost noon. According to the plan today, we should take the bus to Otaru for lunch.

Higashinohara opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy eyelids. He was so exhausted just after exiting the image space of the crime manual that he actually fell asleep. At this time, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the fluffy blanket on his body.

.

This little guy is quite considerate.

Um?

But where has she gone?

Higashinohara looked around the aisle with some doubts, but did not find the little guy Nishimaru Miri. He was stunned for a moment when his eyes swept over to the seats opposite.

The four boys disappeared.

Higashinohara suddenly frowned, stood up and was about to look for it. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nishimaru Miria trotted over from the aisle in front of the carriage.

He suddenly felt relieved.

The little guy is too young. Even if he is a dual-talented person, his wings are not full yet, so he is not that reassuring.

"Miri, have you gone to the bathroom?" Higashinohara smiled and sat down again.

Nishimaru Miria's face was a little tense, as if she had encountered something. She walked to Higashinohara's side and did not climb onto the seat. Instead, she took Higashinohara's big hand.

The latter leaned down slightly.

Nishimaru Miria then leaned close to Higashinohara's ear and said very worriedly, "Brother, the bathroom door in front can't be opened, me, me."

"What's wrong? Are you anxious?"

Higashinohara looked back and forth, and happened to see a few boys sitting next to him in the aisle behind. They seemed to be coming from the bathroom of the carriage behind, so he asked casually:

"Would you like to change cars?"

However, Nishimaru Miria shook her little head vigorously, glanced secretly at the boys behind her, and lowered her voice and said, "No, no! I seem to have seen blood and the smell of blood in the crack of the door on the ground."

Is there blood in the crack of the door?

Higashinohara frowned immediately after hearing this.

"Did you open it and read it?"

"I didn't open it."

"Let's go, I'll go and see with you."

Higashinohara stood up and took Nishimaru Miria with him, and the two stood up and walked forward.

The three men who came from behind happened to sit down. When they saw them getting up and moving forward, two of the boys seemed a little nervous, and the short boy with the scar on his forehead gave them a fierce look.

The two quickly avoided looking at each other.

At this time, the short boy looked at Higashinohara who was walking forward with Nishimaru Miri. Suddenly an unknown light flashed in his eyes. He greeted the three of them and stood up again.

In the bathroom in front of the carriage.
To be continued...